It shouldn't have worked.
He was from a protective family.
Her bother couldn't wait to get into her pants.
He was used to the cold.
She had lived on a tropical island most of her life.
He was always smiling, no matter what came his way.
She broke down crying if someone expressed the slightest dissatisfaction with her.
But despite all this, he loved her, and she him.
He loved the way those two pigtails of hers bounced against their red bows.
She loved how the white beret she gave him sat jauntily on his head.
He loved how whenever she would visit him in the winter, snowflakes would dance in her hair.
She loved how the gold of his shone in the sun.
Finland loved Seychelles.
And Seychelles loved Finland.
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First Sight
FanfictionA series of Hetalia crack parings. XDI DO NOT OWN HETALIA. I WISH I DID, BUT I DON'T.
